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There are more and more opportunities to meet with Han Lian, and occasionally colleagues on both sides have an overtime meal together.

Fengyun has some weird habits like not eating water spinach stalks and purple onions, but Han Lian still remembers them clearly.

Not only that, he seemed to have inadvertently written down some of Fengyun's new habits, such as warm black tea, iced plum juice, and lukewarm freshly squeezed corn.

So that some colleagues were surprised: "You two knew each other before?"

For a young man like Shen Fengyun who has just joined the company, if it was just contact at work, the other party probably wouldn't have ordered drinks before him.

Han Lian said frankly: "We have known each other for quite a long time, our high school classmates."

Immediately, the female colleague teased in a low voice, asking Feng Yun why he kept it secret.

"So they are friends." Everyone sighed.

Feng Yun was a little embarrassed, wondering if the two of them could still be considered friends.But frankly speaking, after getting in touch for a long time, the two of them gradually had something to say outside of work.

The cat brought back from Rongshu was named Fugui by Feng's mother when he was very young, and the two elder brothers in front were Zhaocai and Jinbao.When I got home on Friday night, it was 10:30pm.Usually when Fengyun came back, Fugui would always come over enthusiastically to rub his legs and beg for some extra snacks.Today, the fat cat lay weakly in the nest, and Feng Yun called it at the door, but it didn't respond. There was a puddle of vomit next to the cat nest.

Fengyun didn't have time to find the cat bag, so he hurried out with Fugui in his arms.

Fortunately, there is an animal hospital affiliated to the nearby Agricultural University, and there are doctors on duty at night.

The doctor checked and said it was indigestion.

Fengyun always puts more cat food when he goes to work during the day, for fear that Fugui's cat will be hungry at home.Unexpectedly, this fellow eats so much that he eats up all the food in the bowl every day, and asks for dried fish at night. Now it's all right, the retribution of eating and drinking has come.

The doctor also said that the cat is a bit overweight, so we should pay attention to a little restraint, and exercise more to consume energy.

"Don't feed it as soon as it meows, you have to be tougher." The doctor is used to seeing inexperienced cat owners, and has no resistance to Furry.

Fengyun thought to himself that the uncle doctor in his forties and fifties said that Miaomiao was quite interesting.

Fugui had to stay and observe for 48 hours. Fengyun sat on a stool in front of its cage, watched for a while and took a photo to send to Han Lian.

"My cat is sick."

There was a quick reply: "How is the situation?"

"indigestion."

Han Lian returned a speechless expression.

"Your cat looks big."

"Originally a strong man weighing twelve catties, he gained two catties in my hands."

"Excellent, your Excellency seems to be more suitable for raising pigs."

Feng Yun couldn't help laughing. The doctor passed by the door and saw the young man smirking at the cat. He couldn't help shaking his head: "This is another addiction."

The end of the year is coming to an end, and the hard work of the year has come to an end.On the last day, the two sides had a dinner together. Although Feng Yun was at the level of pouring a cup, he was really happy—the feeling of earning money is really happy, and it’s really happy to have a holiday soon. I’m so happy to go home to visit my parents during the Chinese New Year.

Han Lian walked with him at the end of the game.

He now knew that Han Lian's house was only one station away from him.The night wind blew gently, and the neon lights shone brightly in his eyes.

Walking beside him, Han Lian didn't feel that Fengyun was drunk at first, but that he seemed to talk less. After chatting for a while, he realized that Fengyun always frowned and thought carefully about what he said, and then slowly answered him when he finished thinking. .

Going crazy with alcohol is mostly pretending to be crazy, and if you become stupid, you may be really drunk.

People in the city center came and went in a hurry, getting sleepy with the clouds, and their feet seemed to be on cotton.He stopped at the intersection and waited for the red light. There were crowds of people, and the back of his head was all in his vision, which made him dizzy.

As soon as the green light came, the people behind rushed forward and bumped into Feng Yun's shoulder.

"Be careful!" Han Lian grabbed Feng Yun.

Feng Yun stared at him, looking a little unhappy.

Han Lian laughed: "I didn't hit you!"

"Really?" Feng Yun was already a little confused, and obediently let Han Lian drag him across the intersection.There were people coming and going around, the lights were feasting, and the two young people holding hands was nothing eye-catching.

Han Lian did not let go.

He took Fengyun to send him home, and deliberately slowed down, hoping that the road would be longer, and longer.

In a shop jumping off a building in front, I heard the clerk shouting "the last three days, really the last three days" from a long distance away.After approaching, the clerk also shouted that he was tired, and raised his hand to change the music.

Feng Yun followed Han Lian to the door of the jumping shop, and suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Han Lian looked up at him trying to identify the signboard.

Feng Yun said something in a low voice, which was overwhelmed by the brisk singing of the Colombian beauty from the speakers.

"What did you say?" Han Lian approached and asked.

Feng Yun turned his head and stared at him blankly, then suddenly raised his hand to hold Han Lian's face.

Han Lian was a head taller than him, bent slightly, his face was squeezed together by Feng Yun's palm, he heard Feng Yun follow the music and asked him: "Cómosellama, bonito"

Han Lian felt the hot temperature of Fengyun's palm, and his heartbeat soared all the way to [-].He grabbed Feng Yun's hand and put it down, turned his head and shouted loudly: "Boss, what's the name of this song you played?!"

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The next day, Feng Yun woke up very early, the sky was still light, probably before eight o'clock.I don't know where I put my phone, and I don't remember how I got back last night.

He pushed open the bedroom door and saw Han Lian sleeping on his sofa.

Feng Yun carefully recalled what happened after the banquet last night - unsuccessfully, he couldn't remember anything.

Go back to the room and close the door, turn around the bed a few times, calm down a little, and then forcefully calm down and walk out of the bedroom again.

Han Lian was already awakened by the sound of him opening and closing the door, and sat up sleepily, with only a coat covering his body.

"You..." Feng Yun choked for a while: "Are you cold sleeping like this?"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm so weak, what are you asking! ! !

Han Lian rubbed his shoulders: "It's normal, um, it's a little cold."

He added: "Yesterday you were drunk, and I sent you back. Someone took away your keys and wallet."

Feng Yun was full of guilt: "Am I very drunk?"

"Very powerful." Han Lian said seriously, "Hold my face in the street and call me a handsome guy." He didn't finish his sentence, but he didn't lie, he played halftruth.

Feng Yun stood in disbelief, stammering and asking: "...Have you reported the loss of your card, what about the key, the key?"

Han Lian turned his head to avoid Feng Yun's gaze, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, and he still pretended to be normal and calm: "Reporting the loss, the key is troublesome, my roommate has already returned to his hometown for the New Year, the rented house, the landlord I'm not in K City right now, so it's not easy to pick the door and change the lock."

"That's it..." Feng Yun put his right hand behind his back, pinched the corner of the pajamas in his hand and rubbed it.

"I'm starving, wash your face and go out to eat!" Han Lian jumped up from the sofa and went into the bathroom neatly.

Feng Yun stayed alone in the living room, for a while he thought of Han Lian saying that he was drunk last night, and seemed to have a little impression again, so he couldn't help but silently said to himself: "My God."

The two packed up and came out. They were going to go to the supermarket together. When they reached the door, Han Lian was pushed by Feng Yun to the bank next to him to make up his card.

There were not many people on Saturday morning, the weather cooled down, and the street was lively late.

Feng Yun bought good things and found Han Lian who was waiting for him outside the supermarket.

Han Lian blushed a little, frowned and said dizzy.

Feng Yunteng put his hand on his forehead, it's over, it's really cold to sleep on the sofa.

When he got up early, he played tricks, and when he returned home, he became a sick patient. Fengyun ran back and forth, taking his temperature and searching the medicine box.Han Lian nestled on the sofa, his headache was real, and he was really happy.

Feng Yun felt guilty: "Don't stay on the sofa, take a shower and fall asleep on the bed." He turned up the water heater a few more degrees.

After taking a shower, Han Lian got his wish and lay down on the bed.

"Are you uncomfortable? Did you feel better after taking the medicine?" Feng Yun asked worriedly.

"Hmm... I have a terrible headache." Han Lian closed his eyes and frowned.

Feng Yun found an ice pack again, wrapped it in a towel and put it on his forehead: "Sleep well, I'll call you after lunch." After closing the bedroom door, he went to pack the things he bought.

The people inside opened their eyes energetically, half of their faces were retracted into the quilt, and the smell of Fengyun was on the left and right.

It's true that he was sick and had a fever, but he didn't feel that bad. He was already sweating a little after taking a bath. From what he looked like, the fever would subside in a few hours.

Hey, it's getting better too fast, Han Lian thought dissatisfied.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Han Lian's fever basically went away.

Feng Yun cooked the porridge, and the two sat opposite each other holding the bowl in silence.

"Are you going home this year?" Feng Yun asked.

"No, I didn't even buy a ticket. What about you?"

"I bought a ticket for [-] o'clock the night before New Year's Eve, and arrived in City A at [-] o'clock. I agreed with my father to pick me up at the airport."

"Yeah." Han Lian drank the porridge, which added chicken, ginger, silkworm fungus and flowers, which was even more luxurious than takeaway instant noodles.

Feng Yun was silent for a while, and said: "You can live here. I'm sorry that I caused you to lose the key. Anyway, I'll be back in two days. I'll live with me while I'm alive. I'll find your roommate to give you the key after the spring break is over. .”

Han Lian agreed: "Okay."

He settled down smoothly, but Feng Yun couldn't let the patient sleep on the sofa.

The bed was completely given over to Han Lian, and when Feng Yun took the quilt from the closet, he warned: "My quilt and pillows are put in this closet."

I rushed to place an order for Hanlian for a few sets of clothes before three o'clock in the afternoon.It was delivered by express delivery in the evening, washed and dehydrated in the washing machine, first dried in a small sun, and Fengyun also used a hair dryer to blow on it, the sofa was covered with a duvet, and the whole living room was lit with a warm and soft yellow light.

"Better?" Feng Yun asked.

Han Lian leaned against the sofa with a medicine bowl in his hand: "It's much better."

It's fine to just stay like this without saying anything.

"You..." Han Lian hesitated: "Do you hate me now?"

"How could it be?" Feng Yun turned the clothes over and they were all close-fitting. They were made of pure cotton, but they were too absorbent, and they were still steaming after drying and blowing for half an hour.

Han Lian looked at his side face: "Did you hate me before?"

Feng Yun smiled: "No more!"

How can I hate you.

"Well. Then I'm lucky." said the person who just lost his wallet key.

After a while, Han Lian took a deep breath silently and asked, "Would you like to try being with me?"

Feng Yun turned off the hair dryer with a snap, and turned his head to stare at Han Lian without blinking.

Han Lian saw the water in those eyes quickly overflowing.

I would like to.